Anxia snorted.

Yan Yu: "Gone?" ”

Anxia finally looked at him squarely: "Hmm." ”

He was speechless for a moment.

He didn't think that the relationship between them could be changed back to the harmonious relationship before, An Xia looked very grinning, but in fact, he was very careful.

The relationship between them was originally maintained by only one Yuchen, and it could be broken at any time.

But she didn't react at all, wasn't it too embarrassing for him?

After all, it was the first time he had apologized.

She has nothing else to say?

An Xia bypassed Yan Yu and didn't care about the complicated expression on his face.

No one stipulates that someone must forgive if they apologize, and she thinks it's better to do what she wants.

It's Yuchen, his face is red and abnormal, the green tendons on the back of his hands are bursting up, and An Xia feels very hot when he touches his body temperature.

"I'll take you to the hospital now." From a little distance, Anxia could also feel that he was indeed hot.

"Hmm."

His breath was hot, dizzy, and a little unsteady even when he was standing, and he guessed that something was wrong.

An Xia didn't forget to get a thick coat for Yuchen before leaving.

As soon as I opened the door, it was already snowing outside, and the wind was blowing slightly, and the snowflakes were flying all over the sky towards Anxia.

The weather was fine just now, why did it suddenly snow?

Yan Yu reacted and unlocked the car key in his hand: "Get in the car, I'll take you to the hospital." ”

An Xia was not in the mood to be angry at this time.

opened the car door and sat in with Yuchen.

She actually wanted to ask a lot of things now, but seeing Yu Chen so weak, she opened her mouth, but she was more worried about whether his current situation was not good.

Yu Chen's head rested on An Xia's shoulder.

His body temperature is frighteningly high.

When he arrived at the hospital, Yan Yu went to park, and An Xia supported Yuchen.

"Can you still go?"

Yu Chen nodded, although he was groggy, his consciousness was still very clear.

Speaking of which, his admission to the hospital this time was really a bit of a surprise to himself.

I can feel that pain when I am an adult.

But that pain wasn't sustainable, and he didn't think there would be too many problems.

It's just that I didn't expect that when it was dawn, my condition suddenly worsened.

It's top-heavy when you wake up.

Although he had heard Anxia speak, he couldn't get up.

Yu Chen looked abnormal, his face was flushed, his mouth was white, the nurse was startled, and hurriedly came over to help him.

"Why is it so hot? It must be forty degrees. ”

The doctor quickly came over and arranged a ward for Yuchen.

I took my temperature, forty-one degrees.

It's already very dangerous.

Quickly prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs.

An Xia was also shocked, she knew that Yuchen was very serious, but she didn't expect it to be so serious.

When the nurse left, she said: "The patient is very uncomfortable now, this is an ice pack, and it is also a means to cool down the forehead, he is sweating very much, it is better to scrub it often." ”

There was nothing in the ward, so Anxia had to go buy towels and a small basin first.

It's at least a little more convenient.

Yan Yu didn't expect Yu Chen to be so serious.

Didn't you say it was just a small cold?

How did it burn to forty-one degrees?

And it's already like this, he actually came to the hospital this morning, how did Anxia take care of him?

He had countless things to ask, but seeing An Xia busy in the ward, he suddenly had nothing to say.

Yu Chen closed his eyes, his forehead kept sweating, An Xia looked up, the anti-inflammatory drugs had just passed most of it, but Yu Chen still didn't change at all.

She touched his face with the back of her hand, and it was frighteningly hot.

He still had a fever.

Yan Yu looked at her and frowned awkwardly: "Senior brother should be fine soon." ”

An Xia didn't pay attention to his tone, still frowning.

Yuchen now has only one possibility of fever, but he doesn't know when the fever will go down.

What she was most worried about was what if the fever didn't go away?

Or maybe he's going to be a cat all of a sudden.

Thinking of this, her hand tightened.

Yan Yu looked at her side face, she had been very uneasy since just now.

This uneasiness is very palpable.

So much so that he couldn't ignore it.

Before, he thought that An Xia was worried about Yu Chen's condition, but now it seems that there are other hidden secrets.

He was about to speak when Yang An appeared in the ward panting.

"How is Brother Chen?"

He rushed over as soon as he received a call from Yan Yu.

Non-stop, there were several traffic lights on the road.

"I'm still getting an injection, and I've just been sent to the hospital." Yan Yu said.

"Brother Chen, how could he be so serious this time?" In his impression, Yuchen never seemed to have such a serious illness.

I actually came to the hospital.

Like Yan Yu, he had a stomach problem, but when he saw Yu Chen closing his eyes, he lowered his voice quietly.

An Xia kept his back to him and didn't give him any extra reaction, he could only turn his gaze to Yan Yu, who shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

Yan Yu and Yang An came to the outside of the ward: "My senior brother has a very bad fever now, and there is no sign of retreating, today is the teacher's funeral, if he is awake, he will definitely go, but now this situation is obviously unlikely." ”

"When Senior Brother wakes up, you look at the situation, it's best to let him rest first." Yan Yu paused and said, "I will preside over the funeral on the teacher's side!" ”

Yang An glanced at Yu Chen, who had been groggy in the ward.

"That's all it can be."

Professor Lin's funeral was very grand, and the people who came were all bigwigs from various industries.

Yan Yu knows some bigwigs who have never shown up, as well as some people who often appear on news channels.

He knew that the teacher's influence was great, but he didn't expect the teacher to know so many people.

The funeral was solemn, and Professor Lin's posthumous photo was placed in the middle of the lobby.

When he was alive, he often had a cold face, but unexpectedly, this black and white portrait was actually with the corners of his mouth upturned and smiling, which was very surprising.

I don't know where Yu Chen found this photo from.

Yan Yu was a little stunned, recalling the teacher's kind appearance before his death.

He didn't have much time at school, but the teachers took good care of him and his brother, and they would be considered first every time he had a project.

He remembers that the teacher's favorite thing was the succulents kept in potted plants on the small balcony, and some daffodils, which he watered regularly almost every time, but the last time he went to see them, the flowers had withered.

Only the succulent potted plants were left because no one handled the weeds, and even overshadowed the succulents.

"The murder of Professor Lin is really a great loss to the archaeological community." Just as he was remembering, a voice suddenly came to his mind.

Yan Yu looked over, the person who came was wearing a black suit, about forty years old, and when he spoke, he sighed a little, looking a little elegant, and he looked more generous than his peers.

"Who are you?" Yan Yu was born in a family, and he had a keen sense in this regard, although he had never seen the man in front of him, but that kind of bearing made people dare not underestimate it at a glance.

Yan Yu was still secretly guessing, and his eyes suddenly saw the logo in front of him.

I heard that there is a new CEO of Xu's Group, who has extraordinary means, and as soon as he took office, he took down the opponent's list, and after revealing his hand, no one dared to underestimate him.

The age and bearing are right, he knows it in an instant.

Jiang Xinyan saw the change in his expression, guessed that he already knew his identity, and made a shushing gesture.

Yan Yu blinked, but he didn't speak.

He's just a little strange, if it's said that people from the academic world come to mourn, forget it, the question is that Jiang Xinyan is not from the mall? Do you have any special friendship with the teacher?

"I admire what Professor Lin has done in his life, and I happened to be passing by, so I came over to take a stick of incense." He bowed sincerely.

Although he said that he was just passing by, Yan Yu could see that the clothes and ties on his body were deliberately matched, obviously to attend the funeral, so naturally it would not be just passing by as he said.

"Thank you." Yan Yu whispered.

"Thirty-nine degrees, although I still have a high fever, fortunately it has gradually cooled down." The nurse picked up the thermometer, and every half hour, she would come to take her temperature.

Watching Yuchen's temperature slowly drop down, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

An Xia also breathed a sigh of relief.

She was also worried that Yu Chen's body temperature would not be able to drop due to special reasons in her body, and now when she heard the news, she finally showed a smile.

Yang An had already gone back first, and after the nurse went out, she was the only one left in the ward.

She watched as his face slowly regained its blood, and her fingers couldn't resist touching his face with pity.

It's not as hot as it used to be, and although it's still hot, at least it's not as hot.

"Water." Yu Chen suddenly made a sound.

His eyes moved in a daze, and his voice was hoarse, but Anxia heard it anyway.

She turned and poured a glass of warm water.

One hand held his head and asked him to sit up a little, and carefully fed him water, probably too much to drink, and he couldn't hold back a few coughs.

An Xia put down the water, held his back and gently breathed, and after watching him slowly wake up, she said anxiously, "Is it better?" ”

Yuchen felt that his throat was almost smoking, and he felt much better after drinking some cold water.

"What about Yan Yu?" He said.

"He's going to preside over Professor Lin's funeral." Ansha said.

As he spoke, he struggled to get up, but as soon as he moved, his head ached violently.

"You're still having a fever, what do you want to do?" Ansha held his shoulders and didn't let him get up.

Yu Chen was soft and extremely uncomfortable, and An Xia basically pressed him on the bed without much strength.

"Now that the funeral is over, Yan Yu should have rushed over at this time."

She glanced at her watch, and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.